"Oh no, this isn't the one I was looking for," Xiao Yuan said regretfully as she stared at the corpse on the ground.
Yang Jian looked at the body, then back at Xiao Yuan, "Killed the wrong person? Seems like what I thought before. Besides the three of us, there have been others who entered this dream. But what would happen to a person if you killed them here?"
"Of course, they would be dead," Xiao Yuan replied.
"So they would die even if they weren't killed directly by ghosts?" Yang Jian's heart turned cold.
Lin Xiaoxi, who was standing beside them, said timidly, "I advised Xiao Yuan not to do this, but we can't clearly distinguish who to trust. We can only trust people who come from our village, like Brother Yang Jian."
"That's indeed dangerous. But since this is a dream, if something really happens, it doesn't concern reality. Killing someone in a dream is just that, killing. If there's anyone to blame, it's not us—it's the inexplicable supernatural occurrences here."
